Chapter 737 We Could Get Back Together

Phoebe bent down to pick up Ollie and walked into the living room. She lowered her head to nuzzle him. "Good boy, have you been listening to Papa at home?" Ollie rubbed his head against her chest.

Theodore watched from the side. Her use of "Papa" made his heart melt, but seeing Ollie nuzzle her chest made his expression darken instantly.

He hadn't even had the chance to get that close to Phoebe, and here was Ollie, shamelessly taking advantage of her. He walked over and took Ollie from Phoebe's arms. "My stomach doesn't feel well. Can you make me some soup?" Phoebe squinted. Theodore ordering her around came so naturally.

But seeing Theodore's furrowed brows, he did look quite uncomfortable. She turned and went to the kitchen. Opening the fridge, it had everything she needed.

She took out the ingredients and started washing them. It wasn't until she had put all the ingredients into the pot that she realized, why was she being so obedient?

She rubbed her forehead.

She had been so used to being bossed around by Theodore that she had no sense of resistance. It was terrifying.

As Phoebe's thoughts churned, the soup in the pot began to boil.

She lifted the lid and caught a glimpse of someone standing at the kitchen door. Turning her head, she saw Theodore standing there.

Theodore was holding Ollie, leaning against the doorframe, quietly watching her. For a moment, it felt like old times. Sometimes, when they both got off work early, she would cook while he stood at the door holding Ollie, keeping her company.

Even without speaking, there was a warm, comforting presence.

"The soup is almost ready." Phoebe looked away, scooped a spoonful of soup, blew on it to cool it down, and tasted it. "It seems a bit bland."

Ollie, "Let

the faucet, then scooped another spoonful and brought it to his mouth. Theodore didn't open his mouth,

then brought it to his mouth. Theodore took a sip, "This tastes good. It's been ages since I've had this

respond. She took a bowl from the cabinet

the utensils, and carried it to the dining table. "I'll

rush," Theodore

to stay with Theodore

late. It takes an hour to get back to Lakeview Estates from here, and I have

late, just stay here. It's not like

back; how

her eyes. "Is this what you had in mind when

and took a sip of the soup. It was delicious

looked up at Phoebe's wary expression and said, "Will you sit down and keep me company while I finish eating? If you don't want to stay here, I won't force you. Jack is still waiting downstairs. I just want you to keep me company while I finish

tone was soft, with a hint

and eat. The sooner you finish, the sooner I can leave." Theodore took a deep breath at her perfunctory attitude, but the fact that she was willing to sit with

He ate slowly.

and rested his front paws on her knees. She picked him up and placed him

was a message from Milton about Harper, reminding her not to arrange any strenuous activities due to Harper's past accident and lingering health

him from walking long distances. He hoped she wouldn't arrange any physically demanding activities like hiking. Phoebe stared

they left the tea room, she had noticed Harper walking slowly. She had thought it was the composed demeanor of someone in a high position, but now she realized it was

responded: [Still up

not home

at Mr.

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